Dr. Michael Ben-Ari and Baruch Marzel arrived in southern Tel Aviv today and distributed leaflets to infiltrators in Tigrinya, the language spoken by natives of Eritrea and parts of Ethiopia.

The leaflets contain addresses and phone numbers of left-wing activists and Meretz MKs who have backed the demand by some infiltrators to be given legal status in Israel. Marzel and Ben-Ari encouraged infiltrators to avail themselves of the leftist activists’ “hospitality” personally by providing the activists’ personal contact information in mock invitations.

“This is the address where to go,” Marzel directs a puzzled infiltrator he approached. “A very good place to live, nice house. Free meals, free everything; you can do anything. Mrs. Silverman (Reform Rabbi Susan Silverman, sister of actress Sarah Silverman) and Member of Knesset Ilan Gilon in Ashdod – they’re ready to take you, you can live in a very good place for free with the family, with your friends, you could go there, live there anytime you want.”

Marzel explained to Arutz Sheva that “I think my offer to Ilan Gilon is very tempting, and the offer of so-called Rabbanit Silverman, whose husband became a billionaire in Africa and sends her with the money he makes in Africa to speak ill of [Israel] as if they’re Nazis and behaving improperly. So I suggest that the Arabs and the infiltrators go and live with them. They will receive them well, give them free meals; sure, Mr. Silverman has lots of money, after all.”

Dr. Ben-Ari explained the flyer’s content: “The flyers offer infiltrators a comfortable place to live: ‘We invite you to come to us, and when they deport you, you will find with us a warm home; with us you’ll find free food,’ etc.

This is very funny, but I’m totally against giving out private addresses, no matter how much they might deserve it. Bad things can spiral out of the control and expectations of the pranksters.

The example I always cite is John Lennon self-doxxing himself in interviews in 1979-1980 in which he was a good sport about pointing out that he wasn’t exactly living up to the lyrics he wrote for “Imagine:” he himself owned expensive property in which he lived within the massive Dakota building on Central Park in Manhattan.

But what could be the danger from Lennon’s revelations? He was as secure within the Dakota’s fortress-like walls as anybody could be.